Luyện nghe bài hát Watch The Ice Break

It's goin
the Ammo Dump
I got my nigga SLJ and DJ
Droppin the fat
Hit em it
Syndicate's in the house
All duck MC's get flat,

And still me
A rappin brother from L.A., the T
Diss a brother, hate a brother, I come back
the fat tracks, fuck the pop crap
I got a to cold diss a fool
Wack rappers sellin out urge me to tools
For no
Pop suckers hookin for hits hoes skeezin
that can't shoot, yet you clock loot
Dancesteps with the weak styles, but you cute
Bitch, that shit's
Let Hammer dance, and you fools ease back
The in some twist in a clenched fist
Mind locked on ???? of my hit list
And make rappers pray
Many talk shit, but none step way
Cause I'm quick to beat a weak clown
Clock crazy juice from L.A. to the Down
I play the map
Got locked like a muthafuckin bear trap
Ice T
Before gee they need two forms of I.D.
Never fess, not the best, but I'm to shake
Huh, the Ice break

the Ice break

Yo, let's see now who's to diss me
Say I sold out cause I with the B.C.
Y'all are bitches, you're wack
to talk shit, but always behind the back
I do whatever I do, punk hoe
I a perm, you rock an afro
I wear khakis, while wear silk
Y'all drink forties, and I milk
Cause my muthafuckin biz
I never sell out, cause no sale, kid
Hardcore to my heart from the start
Whether done beats or loud guitars
I the dope hits
Case you forgot, I this gangsta shit
You wanna to me? New jack, walk
back in five LP's, then we can talk
You're new, kid, you got a hit out
In interviews you a lotta shit out
You got paid, you really out
You went broke when one jam played out
Now you're searchin for one more hit

I ain't new to this, I got gangs of
I original, then I break the mold
Too many hit, then fold
just fakes
Hah, watch the Ice

Watch the Ice

Syndicate off 1993
On some old fly shit
All the out there down with us
You know what I'm
We're rollin
All the busters out that got some static to say
We're this shit off physically this year
KRS-One says:
Sucker MC's duck
ain't takin no shit
I'm on busters, point-blank
me and it's on
up

Now the break of dawn
And the mic is on
All hoes are fuckin and the rhymes are damn
Many MC's that choke the mic smoke
who tried to get with me
Lost in infinity
Or they lost
Try to step to the Ice equals death
??it's then I begin?? than you ever assume
Drop the mic, go rap in living room
I the quick kill
on a nigga sometimes just to break ill
Knuckle up, buster, fool, in his eye
All hands, I need no gun, yo punk,
if I pull my gun, you die
No try
I gotta cool out now, so I over-freeze
Nut up and start MC's
Start catchin from state to state
Throw on a ski and walk the streets late
And do me up a damn crew
The Boys was trippin, but my mind's trickin me too
diss me, and I meet you one day
And bet life it won't be a fun day
I hope, nigga, it's not your
That you're around the Ice breaks

When the Ice